Glorall

Disaster has struck!
Flooding from the north has taken its toll on Glorall. The large tides combined with the increase in water draining from the Ruieze River has flooded the lower regions of the pack. The sandy soil, compounded with so much water, has toppled a lot of trees. Traveling is difficult even when the water is shallower, with the sandy soil below being difficult to find traction on. The daily tides seem to keep the level of flooding fairly consistent, too.

During the low tide, wolves may be able to move around the higher dunes (with some difficulty) but during high tide, the pack is almost impossible to safely navigate. Swimming is possible, but the risk of currants and surges from either the ocean or the river are very real. The island off of the coast of Glorall is untouched by either issue, although it is incredibly difficult to find your way there without being an adept swimmer with plenty of good luck!

Note: Glorall will reopen once 30 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes. Glorall is currently not open for challenges.


THE HERE AND NOWALPHA OF GLORALL
Elohim

Return to Lunar Children
.life is worth living.
IP: 12.231.36.2


I know that I'm supposed to be here. This is my home, always has been. I was born and raised here and it's the only pack I've ever known. That alone is not the reason I'm back, however. I have ties here. My only living blood relative lives here, Viora. She may hate me but she's still family and I intend to show her that. Tesseract has always been more than an alpha to me. He was a teacher, a friend. He believed in me enough to take me to Spirane when I was only a year old. He taught me about alliances and how they are made. His faith in me has done so much.

The only friend I ever made is here too. Octavia, his daughter. I still remember when she got mad at me and I didn't understand why. I still don't, to this day, but it doesn't matter anymore. Hopefully she'll be over it. I wonder if she's still around. Some puppies grow up and move away from family to make a name for themselves elsewhere. A part of me hopes she didn't do that.

As if from my memories, I see a familiar figure coming toward me. I blink a few times to be sure but when I recognize her pretty face, my tail starts wagging automatically. I'm glad to see that hers is too and her eyes are bright with recognition. She remembers me! I bark in greeting as she arrives and sits beside me and suddenly I feel a little shy. She slowly turns to look at me and speaks and I smile back and nod.

"I have. I'm glad to see you're still here."

I've always been pretty open about what I'm thinking.



Tristan.male.5 years old.son of Enigma & Cobryn.brother to Solitaire & Viora.father of none.tied to none.bound by none. 35in. 160lbs.deaf in right ear.no home



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